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Sadie Rockin's RP

Sadie Rockin’s RP

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The Date is July 16th, 2017, the time is 7:30 p.m. and the sun has just recently set, blanketing Vague City under a cover of darkness. The night is warm, it being summer, and the atmosphere is alive with excitement.

Tonight, hosted in a large building on the outskirts of the city, a slightly formal, mostly informal dance is being held by the RHG organization to, surprisingly, give the fans of the RHG a chance to meet their heroes in person and even dance with them.

Fans of the gladiator system have gathered from all over the world to get a chance to meet and even party with their heroes. Asides from the fans themselves, News Networks have also arrived to try and get a scoop on the highly safeguarded inner-workings of the RHG, hoping to get some answers from the fighters themselves.

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1) Express interest
It should go without saying that the first step in joining this (besides reading up on the rules) is admitting you might want to join this.

2) Double up
But as the saying goes, it takes two to tango. Once we get a good amount of writers in this, what we’ll want you to do by the 19th is pick one of the other players you want to start off with. Note that while there will be room for (temporary and permanent) partner switches later on, you want to choose wisely here, and make sure you’re a wise choice yourself.

3) Declare character / Role
Part of choosing a dance partner means knowing which of you is playing the lead and which is playing the follow. In this context, that means one of you is going to be playing the role of a gladiator that was invited to the dance by one of their fans, and the other will be playing a fan of that particular gladiator who’s here to dance with them. Work with your writing buddy to figure out which role best suits each of you, and create / post a set of characters that both you and your partner are willing to work with by the the 23rd of July.

4) Settle in
When everyone has their partners and profiles ready, we’ll give you a few days to a week to read up on all of the other characters you may wind up dancing with as the roleplay progresses, as well as handle any partner disputes and last minute additions if there are any.

5) Write
Once we’re all settled in and everything’s ready to go, we’ll let you know when it’s time to write and where you’ll be starting.

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First off, there is no rule on the qualities and traits of the fan / gladiator. Despite it being a “Sadie Hawkins” dance, the gladiator does not have to be male, nor the fan female, and in fact neither is required to be human. That said, it is important that you cater to your partner, and that your partner caters to you. If your partner’s gladiator is an amorphous animatronic changeling with a strange fascination with cats, your option as a fan would be to either appeal to this writer’s gladiator, possibly by having your character be an orange tabby cat named Charles XIII, or alternatively, find a more reasonable dance partner.

Secondly, if there were a rule on the qualities and traits of the fan / gladiator, it would be that you do give detailed descriptions so that your roleplay partners can definitively say whether or not their dance partner Ralph is or isn’t an 8ft tall homophobic salamander that smells like a butt.

Thirdly, the basics of playing an RP, don’t control another person’s character. Allow other players to respond to your character’s questions or react to your character’s action, just basic role-playing etiquette.

Fourthly, a quick suggestion more than a rule for creating your character for this RP. If you don’t wish to use your wRHG as your active character in the RP, you may use another OC who you wish to develop as a character instead of having to create an entirely new one. Totally optional, but a good thing to know anyway.

Fifth, a rule simply to help manage posting, I must ask that you, if your character is having a one on one conversation with another character, try to limit yourself to posting in response until at least one other person has posted, besides your dancing partner or whoever your character is talking to. This will help the problem of coming back from a day of inactivity to participate in the RP and finding out there’s 5 new pages of context you’ll have to scroll through. Rather irritating, right? So yeah, this rule is in place simply to help the flow of things. You don’t have to always follow it, I just ask you try to. Also, please try not to post 1 line replies and what not, as that’s extremely lame and lazy.

Now, to make sure you guys read through all the rules and are still interested, when you post in response to wanting to participate in this, write: “IggyBarns sucks at making RP’s”. Once you’ve done so, if you want to (I’d highly recommend doing so), I’ll invite you to the RP’s Discord Server. If you don’t have an account, I’d highly encourage getting one, as it will highly improve how you can communicate with your fellow RP participants and partners.

Lastly, don’t forget to have fun.

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The building this event is taking place in is a massive, ballroom esque structure, with high, vaulted ceilings and tiled floors. The entrance is a large foyer comprised of marble columns lining both the left and right walls, with a ton of benches and seating areas in between for waiting guests. Every piece of the place is in top quality condition, not a scratch or blemish in the entire building. At least, until tonight. Three sets of double, wooden doors mark the entrance to the main hall. The dance floor inside is huge, around two hundred feet square and made of a slick black plating, ideal for busting some killer dance moves out on.

The dance floor is slightly raised off the ground, around four inches to give it special prominence, as the event is a dance, and is located dead center in the hall. Behind it stands a massive booth meant for the DJ to play songs and whatever else a DJ does.

A large set of metal girders, arranged in a square formation, hang over the dance floor, around forty feet up, with various lights and gadgets to enhance the experience.

While not on the dance floor, visitors can enjoy hundreds of different types of foods on various tables strewn outside the main area to dance. These tables are primarily lined up to the right of the dance floor, and any food you can think of, it’ll be on one of them.

Tucked into the back left corner and guarded by burly bodyguards is a set of premium quality leather couches reserved as an of sanctuary for the RHG attendees. Any Fighters who are not wanting to dance or simply want to relax may dwell in this section, free of pestering from their adoring public.

Other than the previously mentioned places within the building itself, the rest of the hall is primarily open space for visitors and fighters alike to mill around and talk, get autographs, etc.

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Lionel Kingsman: The head of security for the night, Lionel was hired simply for his reputation and size. He is of African descent, as such possessing dark skin, and stands at an imposing six foot seven. He’s quite muscular as well, keeping his body in pristine condition for his job as a security worker. He stands guard just inside the foyer’s doors, waiting for any sign of a disturbance to take action. His head is shaven bald, and his uniform consists of black slacks and a tight-fitting black shirt.

DJ Happy: The DJ for the dance. He’s a laid back guy, standing average height with curly red hair partially covered by a blue beanie cap. He wears a loose fitting white tank-top and jeans. He’ll almost always be seen inside the soundbooth, cranking out all sorts of fun songs to play for the dance. He does take requests, though he kindly asks for people to let the previous song finish before he starts another.

Spoiler for Character Sheet If You Want One:

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Name:
Age:
Height:
Appearance: (See Rules)
Role: (Fan or Fighter)
Clothes: (You can list this in appearance if you like, otherwise just put it here.)

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Q: Who will you be participating as Ignus?A: Simple, my current wRHG Al-Abbas min Filastin. While Riley and Levi may or may not take appear in here at some point, (probably not) Abbas is currently my active character and I want to further his character in any way I can. He will be taking part in the dance too, as he’s an RHG fighter.

Q: Who’s actually running this RP?A: Me primarily. Though I will say that if the occasion should arise, and if he’s willing, I might pass that responsibility to Chromium7, as he, being a cool guy, has agreed to do so if I need him to. Though for now, I am your overlord dictating what happens in this RP! MWHAHAHA!

Q: How many people are allowed in this RP?A: As many as I deem okay. An even number would be best, as partners are going to be chosen here soon enough. Though, if an odd number of participants were to occur, I can make adjustments for such an occasion, such as bringing in one other of my characters to fulfill that role.

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Spoiler for Al-Abbas min Filastin (Me):

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Abbas isn't imposing, nor is he totally capable of looking welcoming as well, constantly having a bored and slightly irritated look plastered on his face. He stands 6'1", weighs a rather regular 174 pounds, and usually dresses in simple articles, such as shorts and a t-shirt. Tonight however, he has upped his game, tying his normally unkempt black hair into a neat ponytail that falls to his mid-neck. He's freshly shaved and wears a classy black and white suit, with a pair of recently polished, black, shin high boots underneath.

Abbas has toffee colored skin and vibrant, golden eyes. His smile, when he does smile, is dazzlingly white, and his nose has a single, rather subtle white scar running over the bridge, the one blemish on his otherwise handsome face.

Role: Fighter

Partners With: Sarah Cassady (Urako)

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Eric is a 5'11" (184cm) tall Caucasian. he's wearing his normal clothes, minus his gloves, and replacing his combat boots for a pair of normal black dance shoes. he also has brown cargo pants, a black medium sleeved t-shirt, and his trade-mark tattered, hooded overcoat. (any upper-body clothing can be assumed to have sits for his wings)

As for actual physiology: he has a fairly slim build, and his wings have a span of roughly 6.5m, when fully extended. Seeing as how its a dance, he'll probably just keep them folded on his shoulders the entire time.

Appearance: Clive looks like your standard Grim Reaper, with a skeletal body and a sickle weapon. The sickle's handle is made of an ebony-black material similar in appearance to obsidian, and its blade color can only be described as “liquid cosmos”. In terms of clothing, he's wearing a black silken hooded cloak with shiny gold trim and silver lining. The hood hides Clive’s face, shrouding all features aside from his glowing eyes. His left eye is green, and his right eye is blue. If anyone were to pull his hood off (not recommended), his head is actually a night-black flaming sphere hovering above his skeletal chest.

Role: Supposedly a fighter; he mainly joined just because he heard about the event and found it interesting.

Clothes: As stated in appearance; a black hooded cloak with shiny gold trim and silver lining.

Extra Info: Lacking the organs required for speech, Clive communicates using body and sign language. The special thing about this is…even if someone doesn’t know sign language, they will understand Clive when he does it. If he ever leaves his sickle unattended, it hangs in the air as if held by invisible hands.

Appearance: A refined and pretty woman, she is a flaxen blond with fine but soft features and eyes the color of Appalachian stream water (amber with tones of faded meadow green). She keeps how long hair loose most of the time, pulling it back into a carefree ponytail when she’s doing sports or painting. Not the most grabbing person in a crowd, perhaps -- more of a subtle beauty. Her taste in clothes is typically a bit more reserved than popular tastes (aka, no shorty-shorts and tight yoga pants), but still up-to-date with styles, and typically a bit playful.

Role: Fighter

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Name: Light (Real name unknown), he has however adopted a more modern name, that name being Mr L.
Age: Unknown, but anyone can guess he's way past he's expire date. Doesn't smell of corpse though, so thats a plus
Height: Circa 8 foot (Circa 250 cm)

Appearance: He wears a long dark red robe that covers most of his body, with a long purple scarf like cloth thats hangs from his neck and reaches down to this feet. The robe is made of soft silk, so it gently waves through the air as he moves around, however, the main part of the robe is slightly heavier, so it does not show the body underneath. Most of his face is covered in the same cloth, not tightly, but enough for his undead face underneath to be hidden. His face, and in fact his body too, is nothing a gray dried husk of a humans body. Despite how dead and skinny his body is, he's still wide shouldered, with enough of his muscle left making him still have a bit of a hulking form that is outline with the robe. The only thing that seems remotely alive about his body is his eyes, which have blue flames within the center of the sockets in replacement of eyes. Said fire glows through the scarf, giving the purple scarf a strange darker and bluer color where his face is. He wears sandals beneath his robes, but unfortunately for him, heavy movement makes a lot of skin on his body simply flake off, so dancing will inevitably leave the floor with dead gray skin. Lucky for him however, its not a lot, but its still noticeable.

Role: Fighter

Clothes: Up there

Weight: Dude weighs around 200 kilos, so he has some hella heavy steps. But he is able to be light-foot when he needs to be, with a lot of effort of course.

Partners With: Halle Mackinson (Chromium7)

Spoiler for Fans:

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Spoiler for Ana Collete (Oster):

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Name: Ana Collete
Age:18
Height: around 5'4''

Appearance: She has light straw colored hair cut short save for two locks that frame her face, reaching her shoulders, light emerald rebellious eyes and a hundred watt smile. Her most defining feature is her powerful pair of starry feathered wings, mostly a solid, glossy black but are dotted by many spots that appear as pinpricks of white during the day but in low light glow softly like stars on a clear night. She can retract her wings enough to rest against her back when needed but her natural state is with them on full display.

Role: "Fan"

Clothes: Lithe and thin. She loves to wear specially designed button-up blouses, has two slits in her back that allow her to retract her wings if necessary, and dark pants.

Partners With: Eric Kassaran (GenericAnon)

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Name: Sarah Cassady
Age: 22
Height: 5’6”

Appearance: First off, Cassady is a human. Caucasian skin. She has fairly long braided brown hair that goes down to her shoulder. Her eyes are a dark shade of blue. She has clear white teeth and well taken care of smile. Her form is average for that of her height and weight. Otherwise she is fairly normal apart from a few freckles.

Role: Fan

Clothes: She doesn’t have a lot of money in her job so she’s going to wear a slightly worn hand-me-down light blue dress that stops just below her knees and sleeves that stop just above her elbows. It’s modest by most accounts. She’s wearing black leggings as well along with black high-heels. She also brought along a small black camera.

Other: She works fairly low level in the RHG system editing and watching fights and is an avid fan of many of the gladiators.

Clothing: For the dance, she's wearing a little black dress (like this) and these black boots, with a faded, rivet studded shouldered, black and greyed denim punk rocker jacket thing like this here. This is about as formal as she'll dress to anything ever, and altogether she looks stunning in a "look what the cat dragged in" kinda way. Refer to the image links to clear up confusion.

Role: Fan

Partners With: Light/Mr L (Devi)

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Name:Blair ‘Sugar’ Valentine
Age: 20
Height: 5'6"
Appearance: Blair is a very smiley person with exorbitant faith in the world. She's suffered with bulimia in the past, but currently feels comfortable in her skin, even if she is a few pounds overweight. She has bronze eyes and enjoys wearing her woven white winter hat, covering her brow all the way back to the back of her neck. Under it, she has a tattoo of cheshire cat's toothy smile and vibrant eyes. She jokes that if she ever decides against it, she'll stop shaving her head
Role: Fan
Clothes: Considering her job, she doesn't have very modest formal clothes. The closest she comes is her little red dress, however, which stops just above her knees and has a large Power Girl-esk window at the chest. She also likes her black high heels and white leggings.

Role: Fan, because why would a reaper not enjoy watching people kill each other.

Appearance: He has long silver hair that goes to his elbows, it covers his ears and he has bangs that swoop down and cover his forehead. If brushed back, you can see skull earrings as well as a chain cartilage scythe earring on his right ear. When he’s doing his job, he wears a skull mask that covers the top half of his face, exposing only his mouth. You can’t see his eyes, but instead the pupils appear yellow as they drift around the empty black eye sockets. He also wears a black robe with a hood (simply for appearances, he can’t put the hood on). Under the robe is black scale armor (combination of chainmail, leather, and metal scales), so very light and flexible, but also durable. His shoes are metal greaves, the toes ending in spikes. His left arm is all bones while he has a fingerless black leather glove on his right, silver studs on the knuckles. When he’s not doing his job, he looks completely human. He doesn’t have the mask on and you can see his eyes which’re sea green. He wears baggy jeans, black basketball shoes, a black t-shirt with a golden skull that’s crying blood under a red hooded jacket. He carries his weapon with him at all time, whether in its concealed mode or not.

Equipment: He carries around a Reaper Axe, Bartholomew, the two headed behemoth that’s ornamented with various eyes on the shaft that stare at you. Another thing that all reapers carry besides their personal weapon, he carries a pocket watch, made of bone. It’s set to the death of his next assignment, their lives end when the clock stops. He enjoys hurrying up the process on occasion. The clock is capable of also showing the date so someone’s death can be days ahead when he gets the assignment.
-Bartholomew- The axe can also turn into a little boy, Bartholomew, or as he says it, Bart-All-La-Mew. The little boy looks to be 5 or 6, only reaching Loch’s upper thigh. He has long brown hair and a swath of bandages around a third of his head. It covers his right eye, part of his hair, cheek, and ear. The other eye has a purple iris. However, everyone sees a different colored human eye. He wears a white hoodie and white pajama bottoms with slippers. Underneath his bandages are the other eyes that decorate the Reaper Axe. The covered part of his head is all covered in eyes. The skin around there is scaly and dusty black, and the ear pointy like an elf. He stays on Loch’s left side and holds his hand, as to prevent Loch from accidently freezing things to expose his identity.

Abilities: Besides being able to conceal what his weapon looks like and the ability to use shadows as doorways, his left hand causes whatever he touches to freeze, even when he’s in his casual disguise. The longer he holds onto something, the worse its effect. He is a reaper, so when he wants to he can make himself invisible to the naked eye, but he can only move around in this state, of course he can jump, talk run, but any action that would physically affect the outside world will cause him to reappear. (ie: Attacking, grabbing something, bumping into things) He is a reaper so he has a presence that when utilized, can render the weak-willed unconscious while simply not effecting the strong. He can collect the souls of the departed and by eating them he regains vitality whether it be stamina or health to heal his wounds. He can instantly summon his work garb when he’s wearing his casual guise and vice versa.

Weakness: Only his left hand can warp through shadows unless he altogether warps himself, but that drains a lot of his energy so it’s an escape if anything. His own shadow is the medium so he has to crouch to shove his hand through unless it’s against a wall then he can use that. You can cut off his left arm being that it’s purely bones while his right has armor. He can still wield his Reaper’s Axe with one hand however. He is immortal, but cutting off his head and limbs, sealing them in different locations will stop him from regenerating for a long time. Burning him to ashes with holy oil is the only way to truly get rid of him. So in other words if you cut off any limb, even his head, but he escapes, next battle he’ll have it back.

Personality: A playful trickster, he likes telling people his name is Loki, but he doesn’t enjoy lying. He says practically everything in a joking matter that it’s hard to tell if he’s serious or not. The mask was supposed to be a full face mask but he snapped off the bottom half so people could see him smile.

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Loch forwent his reaper's garb and is wearing a three piece black suit with a red tie with white skulls on it. He still has his piercings and has a fedora on his head. He's wearing special black leather gloves to make sure his left hand doesn't freeze people but it's still quite chilling. Bartholomew is still wearing a hooded outfit but it looks like a penguin because he's adorable and looks like he's wearing a fancy little tuxedo but it just makes him look cuter. The hood is a cartoon penguin head with a beak poking out the front, he has a tail that potrudes from the bottom of his hoodie. His sleeves are long and look like flippers, he can roll them up to reveal his hands. He has cloth orange feet over his shoes.

Through discussion with a brilliant man named Devi, I have discovered an equally brilliant tool for comparing sizes of either people or entities. Click this Link to get to it, you can find the characters' heights listed above in the "Guests" section.

Eric's dragging himself reluctantly to this event. And he's probably just going to stay at the punch bowl. We'll see.

Spoiler for Dragging the Reluctant to living hell:

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“No.”

“Yes!”

“I’m not going.”

“Yes, you are.”

“No, I’m not.”

“Oh, yes you are. Marcy’s orders. She literally said, ‘and make sure Eric goes to that wRHG dance, he needs to get some air and mix with others a bit.’”

Eric growled, glaring daggers at Katarina. “How many times do I have to tell the both of you,” he hissed through gritted teeth, “that I never go to functions?” There were times were the half-angel felt as though Katarina and Elouise were conspiring to make his life living hell. Scratch that, they were almost definitely trying to make his life a living hell.

It probably wasn’t Marcy’s fault; she probably just wanted he half-angel to go out and meet more people. She thought that was probably the cure for Eric’s crippling inability to talk to strangers. Except it wasn’t. Because it was a chronic condition related to the fact that most other people were idiots with absolutely no sense of right or wrong.

Okay, maybe he was being unfair. He reasoned that at least 60% of the people in the room were people who wanted to do the right thing.

And of those 60%, he could reliably point to 5% doing what was actually right.

Katarina, on the other, was just trying to make him uncomfortable for fun. He hated that.

“Well, you don’t exactly have a choice,” Kat drawled, clapping her hands together with delight. “I have full authority to call Captain Crawley, Thoria, and Chase on your ass if you refuse to move you tooshy to the dance hall.”

“…You aren’t serious.”

“I’m deadly serious,” the prodigy chuckled evilly, “Marcy has determined this to be a mission of priority 4 status, and since we have no dangerous stuff happening…”

“…Fuck you.”

“Love you too Kassy,” she chirped in a sing-song taunt. “Now, would you like to wear your dress cloak, or your normal get-up?”

“…Normal get-up,” he sighed, getting up from the chair.

Eric wasn’t looking forward to this.

Not at all.

In other words, I am in!

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Eric is a five foot 11 (184cm) tall caucasian. he's wearing his normal clothes, minus his gloves, and replacing his combat boots for a pair of normal black dance shoes. he also has brown cargo pants, a black medium sleeved t-shirt, and his trade-mark tattered, hooded overcoat. (any upper-body clothing can be assumed to have sits for his wings)

As for actual physiology: he has a fairly slim build, and his wings have a span of roughly 6.5m, when fully extended. Seeing as how its a dance, he'll probably just keep them folded on his shoulders the entire time.

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Spoiler for He's not an anthropomorphic lion if you were wondering...:

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Abbas isn't imposing, nor is he totally capable of looking welcoming as well, constantly having a bored and slightly irritated look plastered on his face. He's a little over six feet tall, weighs a rather regular 174 pounds, and usually dresses in simple articles, such as shorts and a t-shirt. Tonight however, he has upped his game, tying his normally unkempt black hair into a neat ponytail that falls to his mid-neck. He's freshly shaved and wears a classy black and white suit now adorns him, with a pair of recently polished, black, shin high boots underneath.

Abbas has toffee colored skin and vibrant, golden eyes. His smile, when he does smile, is dazzlingly white, and his nose is only slightly crooked to the left, the one blemish on his otherwise handsome face.

Also, I've added Alph and Anon to the Guests list. Welcome to the party boys!

Name:Blair ‘Sugar’ Valentine
Age: 20
Height: 5'6"
Appearance: Blair is a very smiley person with exorbitant faith in the world. She's suffered with bulimia in the past, but currently feels comfortable in her skin, even if she is a few pounds overweight. She has bronze eyes and enjoys wearing her woven white winter hat, covering her brow all the way back to the back of her neck. Under it, she has a tattoo of cheshire cat's toothy smile and vibrant eyes. She jokes that if she ever decides against it, she'll stop shaving her head
Role: Fan
Clothes: Considering her job, she doesn't have very modest formal clothes. The closest she comes is her little red dress, however, which stops just above her knees and has a large Power Girl-esk window at the chest. She also likes her black high heels and white leggings.

Whoooo....It's actually pretty close to happening. I'll be going as on e of my OC's, I considered using another OC that's a shape shifter but maybe that would be a bit hard for this....so yea.

Spoiler for Ana:

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Name: Ana Collete
Age:18
Height: around 5'4''

Appearance: She has light straw colored hair cut short save for two locks that frame her face, reaching her shoulders, light emerald rebellious eyes and a hundred watt smile. Her most defining feature is her powerful pair of starry feathered wings, mostly a solid, glossy black but are dotted by many spots that appear as pinpricks of white during the day but in low light glow softly like stars on a clear night. She can retract her wings enough to rest against her back when needed but her natural state is with them on full display.

Role: "Fan"

Clothes: Lithe and thin. She loves to wear specially designed button-up blouses, has two slits in her back that allow her to retract her wings if necessary, and dark pants.

I suppose I might as well even though I have no idea who I'm going to pair up with at the moment.

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Name: Sarah Cassady
Age: 22
Height: 5’6”
Appearance: First off, Cassady is a human. Caucasian skin. She has fairly long braided brown hair that goes down to her shoulder. Her eyes are a dark shade of blue. She has clear white teeth and well taken care of smile. Her form is average for that of her height and weight. Otherwise she is fairly normal apart from a few freckles.
Role: Fan
Clothes: She doesn’t have a lot of money in her job so she’s going to wear a slightly worn hand-me-down light blue dress that stops just below her knees and sleeves that stop just above her elbows. It’s modest by most accounts. She’s wearing black leggings as well along with black high-heels. She also brought along a small black camera.
Other: She works fairly low level in the RHG system editing and watching fights and is an avid fan of many of the gladiators.

Last edited by Urako; 07-17-2017 at 09:58 AM.

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